ILLUSION Taarey SS *COMPLETED* - Page 5

PART 3

"Neil!! Meri shirt paas karna." Amar shouted as he continued stuffing his things in his bag.

"Khud lena!! Mujhe meri packing bhi karni hai." Neil shouted. Vicky who was tired of handling them started dialing swayam's number to know where he and Rey were. It was their last night in shimla. Their trip was over and after five days of fun, they were finally ready to leave.

Swayam entered the room followed by rey with the same portrait in his hand.

"Guys, ye sab kya ho raha hai?" Swayam asked as he saw a completely messed up room.

"Kya ho raha hai matlab?? Dude! Have you forgot kal humein nikalna hai. Aur tum dono subah se kaha ho?!" Neil asked the question running in each of their minds.

"Vo..vo kuch kaam tha!!" Swayam said. He looked at rey who was looking depressed at the idea of leaving. He kept the portrait aside and went out of the room to get a nice piece of talk with his mind. While the boys looked at him in confusion, swayam decided to divert their minds.

"Vo Rey thoda thak gaya hai, tum log continue karo..mein dekhke aata hu." Swayam ran to Rey while the boys ignored it.

Rey was standing at the balcony of the main corridor. The place where he saw her last night. With the snowflakes falling and decorating the city and the woods, the forest he went last night was also visible clearly.

"Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha. Ye sab kya ho raha hai?" He murmured. Suddenly he felt a hand on his shoulder and he snapped back only to find swayam with an assuring smile.

"I am so confused Swayam. Sab kuch itna achanak ho raha hai ki..mein kuch nahi samajh paa raha." Rey said almost losing hope.

"Dekh Rey! I can completely understand ki iss waqt tu bahot zyada confused hai. Itne saare sawal aur kisi ka bhi jawab nahi hai. Mein yeh bhi jaanta hu ki pichle kuch dino mein jo bhi hua that was not at all something to forget and move on. But jo bhi ho..humare shimla aane se pehle bhi teri ek life thi..jo tera wait kar rahi hai..your mom-dad..tanya..humare saare friends..sab waha hai..Mumbai mein sab kuch pehle jaisa hai. Mein yeh nahi keh raha ki sab kuch bhool ja kyunki mein jaanta hu ki ye karna thoda mushkil hai. But just think it yourself, sirf ek famous local story, ek benaam portrait aur ek aisi ladki jise tere alawa kisi ne nahi dekha ke basis pe hum aur pata bhi kya kar sakte hai. Meri baat maan, packing kar le. Aur agar teri destiny mein sachme uss story ko complete karna likha hai to I promise you..mein tera saath dunga." Swayam assured him. Rey finally feeling a little bit light hugged swayam.

"I think you are right swayam." He said while hugging him.

"Ab chal! I am sure..un teeno ne zaroor packing mein gadbad ki hogi. Iski shirt uske bag mein..iska deo uski pocket mein." Swayam said and to his wish Rey giggled instantly. They left their room leaving the cold winter night with snowflakes and the mysterious forest.

The clock struck 12. It was exactly midnight. Just a day before it was the time when he saw her first. No matter how much he was trying to convince himself, he just couldn't calm his heart. Her face..the voice of her anklets..everything was just printed in his memories. He wanted his answers. But the time was definitely not helping him. It was running like the sand out of hand. Tomorrow morning he had to leave and then there's nothing he'll be able to do. But staying back was not an option either. His family..his girlfriend..everyone was waiting. Sitting beside the window of the room he looked outside. The snowfall had finally stopped but even in the moonlight the city was looking white as cream. Undoubtedly it was one of the best moments he had discovered so far. His gaze moved inside where swayam after a lot of persuasion had finally slept. It took him a lot of time to convince him that he was fine and if he didn't slept then he'll have to bear a nice lecture from sharon once they get back. Though his mind was doing rigorous workout by continuously thinking about it all, his tired body finally gave up and his eyes started flickering as he started drowning in sleep. Only if he could actually fulfill his much needed sleep. But destiny had some other plans for him.

Thap!! His eyes opened with a jerk and he found himself still sitting beside the window. He looked around to find the source of noise but all the windows and the doors were closed. He couldn't understand from where did the noise came. But soon he realised it. He looked at the side of the wall where portrait was kept by him before leaving. It was now lying on the floor. He quickly stood up and hold the portrait in his hand.

It was looking as usual beautiful. His all the tensions erased as he looked at the portrait. It was like the portrait had all the answers of his question. While adoring the beauty in front of him, his eyes suddenly went to one of the edges of the portrait. Something was peeping out of it. Without wasting any moment he teared the back of portrait a little bit and entered his hand inside to get the thing out. His hand caught something and he started taking it out. As soon as it was in front of him, he realised it was a diary.

DIARY-1929

It was written. He flipped the cover and he got his one of the biggest shocks. Inside on the first page of the diary was written in beautiful handwriting-

Tanushree Shrivastav

He again flipped the pages. On the pale yellow papers, it was all written with blue ink-

kaash aasoun ke saath yaadein beh jati

kaash ye khamosi sab kuch keh jati

kaash kismat tumne likhi hoti to

shayad meri kismat me pyar ki kami na rah jaati

Aaj jab hum yeh likh rahe hai shayad humari zindagi ka aakhiri din hai. Baba ko khabar aayi hai ki raat tak gaonwale humare ghar ko jala daalenge. Vo chahte hai ki hum yaha se chale jaayen, par kaise chale jaayen hum. Is jagah mein mere aur Reyaan ke pyaar ki khushboo hai. Humara sab kuch humse chin chuka hai. Humara pyaar..humara sab kuch...Reyaan. Humein kabhi baba ki baat nahi maanni chahiye thi. Kaash uss din Jeevan humare ghar nahi aaye hote. Kaash hum kabhi Reyaan se nahi mile hote. Kaash..

Flashback-

Passing the dark and dense woods, an old man clinged his shawl a little closer as he felt the cold winds troubling him. The sun was about to set and it was already late but he still was continuing his journey in hope of finding the problem to his solution. And soon he found his goal. Here he was standing exactly in the mid of forest in front of the kothi of Vishwanath Shrivastav. One of the known tantricks in the hills of Shimla. He opened the door and entered inside the house. It was getting dark and the kothi was looking nothing less than a haunted house.

"Reyaan baba..aaj kal bahot ajeeb harkate karte hai. Pagalo ki tarah ek tasveer banane mein lage hai. Mujhe lagta hai unpe kisi ne kaala jadu kar diya hai. Vo uss tasveer ko leke jaise pagal hi ho gaye hai. Aap kuch kariye Vishwanath ji.." He said as he sat in the living room with Vishwanath. Vishwanath smirked.

"Aap yahi rukiye.." He went inside while Jeevan continued to wait outside. While he was sitting on the couch he felt someone behind him. Feeling something wrong he was about to turn when a sharp axe passes through his body making him dead at the spot.

"Aaahh!!" Vishwanath heard a scream as he badly butchered Jeevan's body. It was his daughter- Tanushree.

"Isko jaake dafna do." Vishwanath told his disciples. They quickly took the bleeding dead body outside.

"Baba! Ye sab kya ho raha hai!" Tanushree asked his father.

"Betho! Sab samjhata hu.." Still scared by the scene in front of him, she was shivering. He hold her and made her sit.

"Tanu..tum itne saalo se mujhe kaala jadu karte hue dekh rahi ho. Isliye ye bhi jaanti ho, ki mein tantra vidya se kisi se kuch bhi karva sakta hu, bas mein aisa hi kuch kar raha hu."

"Par baba..aap aisa kya kar rahe hai jiske liye aapko uss aadmi ki jaan leni padi."

"Kya tumne Reyaan Shastri ka naam suna hai?"

"Ha baba..vo bahot hi mashoor kalakaar hai.."

"Par aajkal vo ek tasveer banane ke peeche pagal ho chuka hai. Jaanti ho vo tasveer kiski hai?" He looked at her and she nodded in a no.

"Tumhari." Tanushree became shocked to zenith. As far as she knew she never met Reyaan Shashtri. How could he sketch her face then.

"Par baba..mein to aajtak kabhi unse nahi mili."

"Mein jaanta hu.Usne tumhe aaj tak nahi dekha. Par phir bhi vo tumhari tasveer bana pa raha hai. Kyunki usse tumhara chehra sapne mein dikha tha."
"Par ye sab kaise.." She tried to say.

"Mere kaaran.Tumhara chehra use sapne mein dikha kyunki mein chahta tha. Meine usse apni tantra vidya se tumhara chehra dikhaya."

"Par kyun baba."

"Kyunki vo tasveer meri zindagi badal degi. Mein sabse bada tantrik ban jaonga. Vo tasveer bante hi mere paas aseem shaktiyan hogi."

"Mujhe kuch samjajh nahi aa raha hai.."

"Mein Reyaan ki kala ka istemaal apne kaam ke liye kar raha hu. Ek baar vo tasveer ban jae phir mein usme apni jaan daal sakta hu. Aur aisa karte hi mein hamesha hamesha ke liye amar ho jaonga. Mujhe koi nahi hara payega tanu."

"Par baba ye galat hai.."

"Kuch galat nahi hai tanu. Ek baar ye tasveer ban jaaye phir mein uss Reyaan ko khatam kar dunga. Aur phir hum dono hamesha hamesha ke liye yaha se chale jayenge." He tried convincing his daughter. Tanushree looked in his eyes. All she could see was greed, greed to become the best. She knew her father was wrong.

The sky was roaring with clouds showering the first monsoon rain in shimla. In the heavy rain, a man was standing in front of the canvas looking at his incomplete admiration. His yet to complete painting. His life's biggest goal. His hands touched the portrait trying to feel it.

"Ye kya ho gaya hai mujhe. Na mujhe sukoon milta hai..na mein tumhe bana paa raha hu..Kaash mein ye chehra hakikat mein dekh pata."

Suddenly he heard a thudding sound on his main door. After Jeevan had left he always closed his door not allowing anybody inside. But the knocks were fast and strong. Feeling that someone might be in need , he decided to open the door. In the mid of the heavy drizzling night, to his biggest surprise he found a girl lying unconscious in front of his main door. He quickly ran to her to pick her up. As his hands reached her skin, an unusual sensation ran in his spine. As soon as he turned her finally seeing her front, he removed the wet strands of hairs from her face leaving himself completely shocked. With all the senses he was left with, he touched her face trying to catch the reality. She was actually right in front of him. She was his incomplete admiration- which seem to be getting complete now.

res/ unres
sanyu😡 tune meri 1st positon le li
wonderful update
when that old man told the story
that part was so good
& diary part was superb

Awesome update...👏

Just love it...😊

nice update loved it update soon

superb update, everythng is well written. So it was her father who hd done all dis. Nw want to no wht happens next. Update soon

wow awesome update
writen wonderfully
reyam part nice
T's father is evil
waiting to know what happend next
update soon

Amazing!
Love it..
So finally, suspense is opening!
Tanu's father was so greedy!
How brutally he killed jivan!
Wait a sec, that means He's still alive through the portrait? .
Or the portrait is left incomplete?
Pls Continue soon...

Also update lal ishq!
pls!

omg!! its so awesome..

omg!! its so awesome..